I have taken this path time and time again
But why does this time feel …
Longer and bitter.
For what it seems like I am stuck.
I am stuck between staying and leaving.
I walk the streets that you and I shared,
The bittersweet feeling left.
I walk with the memories of us
That no longer exists.
Posted in response to the challenge Long Way.
Walking the path that I've always dreamt about,
Never caring what others might think of me,
Never did I once stop thinking about those,
Who do not see me as worthy.
If only I had that strength then things would have been different.
We would still share a home,
Memories that we once shared
With laughter and love
I opened my eyes to see a reflection of me staring back at me,
and I knew at that moment the only person to blame was me.
Every mistake, every regret, every wound,
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